No!

[Henry takes Mark into his shed] Mark:
So what do you wanna show me? Henry:
I want you to meet somebody, somebody very special. Mark:
Who is he? Henry:
[Henry turns around the chair]
Mr. Highway. Mark:
Wow. What are you going to do with him? Henry:
That depends. Mark:
On what? Henry:
On you - Whether or not you'll help me. Mark:
Help you? Henry:
I promise you something amazing, something you'll never forget. Are you in? [Mark helps Henry with the fake life-size dummy Mr. Highway, carrying Mr. Highway across hills and roads, surrounded with the snow-covered woods] Mark:
Where are we going? Henry:
We're here. [the two arrive to a freeway overpass] Henry:
Here - Help me rest him up here. Mark:
Okay. [the kids set Mr. Highway on the edge of the overpass, overlooking a long line of cars driving on the freeway] Henry:
[Henry talks to Mr. Highway]
Come on, Mr. Highway. Take a look. [pause] Henry:
Poor Mr. Highway. He's thinking about the end. He's had enough of this terrible life. Mark:
What? Henry:
Say goodbye! [Henry pushes Mr. Highway off the ramp] Mark:
[screaming]
No! [Henry stares down at the massive car pileup that results before the two kids run off]